You may call me Princess

BUT MOST PEOPLE CALL ME KATHARINE

I AM SEVENTEEN Image hosted by Photobucket.com

I LIKE TO RUN. I'M MOST ATTRACTIVE WHEN IM A SWEATY MESS. Image hosted by Photobucket.com

YEA, I KNOW, I'M PRETTY COOL.

IN REAL LIFE, I'M EVEN COOLER

I'D LIKE TO PURSUE A CAREER AS A PRINCESS

I THINK I'D MAKE A PRETTY DAMN GOOD ROYALTY Image hosted by Photobucket.com

MY SISTER AND I ARE GOD'S GIFTS TO EARTH Image hosted by Photobucket.com

DAMN RIGHT Image hosted by Photobucket.com

SHE'S SO DARN CUTE, I COULD JUST EAT HER UP Image hosted by Photobucket.com

SO, YOU KNOW, CALL ME SOME TIME.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

They say that these adolsescent years are supposed to be the best of your life. Whoever came up with that one must had been eating lead paint off of the wall. To me, these are the worst years i've ever experienced. These years have been filled with almost nothing but pain and frustration. For a while, i thought i had everything worked out, but i recently discovered i was sorely mistaken and here i am again back in square 1, where nothing seems to make sense and i have nowhere and no one to turn to. I dont know what it is that i do wrong, yet somehow i find myself constantly being chastised by my parents. I'm counting down the days until i finally leave for college and the burden of living up to my parents' expectations will finally be alleviated.
Everything feels like a contest around here. All i hear about at the dinner table is who went to what Ivy League school and who got a 2400 on their SAT. I hate the parents that call mine just to tell us how their son/daughter are doing academically becuase i know i dont compare at all and as a result, my mom takes her frustration out on me becuase i'm not as good as these other kids. I hate being home. Home is supposed to be a place of security, love, and warmth, yet i dont feel any of that. How can that be right? How can I feel warm at home when i am punished for doing things that aren't even wrong, but are mere cultural differences between my mother and me. I feel like home is a constant battle with my mother and her strict and irrational ways; a battle that i can never win becuase of my status at home. People tell me to fend for myself, but they dont understand that when i do, it only brings me more trouble. The saying that "life is unfair," now that is an adage i can agree with.

Princess Katharine [ 6:46 PM ]

Maureen said...: OK just don't go all dog-collar and black lipstick on me. I heard you can get crusty eyelashes that way.; 7:09 PM